 Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower...  Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age - Trang 42được biên tập bởi - 1889 - 243 trangXem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 572 trang
...not a Friend greet My poor Corps, where my Bones Jhall be thrown. A thoufand thtufand Sighs to fave, lay me O where Sad true Lover never find my Grave, to weep there. Duke. There's for thy Pains. Clo. No Pains, Sir, I take pleafure in finging, Sir. Duke. I'll pay thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 trang
...Did share it. ,. . . Not ajlotaer, not ajlower sweet, . 350 On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet , ' .• My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown ' A tkausand thousand sight to save, , • ;.. Lay me, 0 ! where -, Sad true-love never Jind my grave,... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 trang
...fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it; My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, \\ here my bones shall be thrown, A thousand thousand sighs to save; Lay me, O ! where True lover never... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 trang
...My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there ! SONG. [From the " Two Gentlemen of Verona."] " WHO is Silvia ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 trang
...yea, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower swetf, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend,...: A thousand thousand sighs to save, • ' Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 trang
...shroud of white, stuck all ivith yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er Jind my grave, To we?p there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Duke. I'll... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 trang
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 522 trang
...coffin let there he strown ; JVht a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my hones shall hr thrown; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover5 ne'er find my grave, To toeep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 trang
...Like the old age. " Every boy knows this means, it is silly in sooth." HERON. P. 212. — *6.— 72. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er jind my grave, To weep there. I agree with Mr. Steevens. P. 203. — 17.— 73. Duke. Tell her,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 trang
...all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er jind my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. C/o. No pains,... | |
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